Chapter 973
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As soon as his voice fell, Murong Ming's cold eyes narrowed. An Hun's body exuded a dark red light.
The circle of light shrank little by little, and she was firmly trapped in it.
"Ghost … Ghost King …" She pressed her neck, and her eyes seemed to be about to pop out.
All the ghosts knew that if you died in Thousand Ghost City, then you would never have the chance to go to Yama Palace and get any public trial.
Murong Ming used an almost incomparably cruel way to treat An Hun, and it also told everyone that Luo Qingchen's position in his heart.
No one could compare to her, including himself.
With a 'bang', An Hun was easily turned into ashes in front of her.
He used his absolute power to do what he felt was the most right thing to do.
Because Meng Yuan couldn't catch up with tonight's reincarnation, Murong Ming changed her birthday and let her stay in Thousand Ghost City for one night.
Dong 'er boiled a pot of wine, which was unique to Thousand Ghost City, and could be drunk by both people and ghosts.
Meng Yuan was very excited because the person sitting opposite her was Murong Ming, and the two people beside him were a ray of light that warmed her dark life.
"This cup of wine is to my Prince Charming!" She slowly raised the wine cup and handed the trampled blue lily to him, "Thank you for what you said to me on the Bridge of Helplessness."
At that time, Murong Ming had just experienced the sorrow of the life and death arena. After returning to the Underworld, he saw Meng Yuan for the first time. He waved his right hand and knew about her previous life.
At that time, when he crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, he said to her, "Everyone's identity is different. Maybe your sister is also very envious of you."
Because of this sentence, Murong Ming showed her his sister's thoughts.
His sister was weak and sickly since she was young. Because she was strong, she absorbed the nutrients that her sister deserved. Therefore, this birth was an unfair weight.
His sister wanted to be like her elder sister. When she was happy, she could run around outside. When she saw the food she liked, she could eat it. When she saw the person she liked, she could chase after him …
But reality gave the weak and sickly sister a naked blow. Her body was too weak. She could only stay at home almost every day. She would pant after taking two more steps.
When she saw a gentle scholar looking for Mengyuan to go out and play, her heart felt like it was being squeezed together.
She had her parents' love and care, but no one else's.
In this world, there were gains and losses. This was the cycle of karma.
Murong Ming nodded and drained the wine cup in his hand.
Meng Yuan smiled. She smiled very happily. She poured herself another glass of wine and looked at Luo Qingchen. "This glass of wine is for Sister Qingchen. Thank you for letting me know that a woman can also be very strong. The heart must be strong enough to not lower its head in front of the enemy! "
Her appearance had changed her deep-rooted thoughts. She was cowardly, afraid, and vulnerable.
One day in the future, she hoped that she could reincarnate into someone like Luo Qingchen. Fight for whatever you want, don't be afraid, don't shrink back.
Luo Qingchen raised her eyebrows slightly and was about to pick up the wine glass. Murong Ming took it without hesitation. After drinking it, he said, "She is not a ghost after all. Try not to drink."
"Haha –" Meng Yuan seemed to be a little drunk. She narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly. "Meng Yuan has never seen the Ghost King pamper a person so much. Really … I'm envious."
"Meng Yuan, you drank too much –" Luo Qingchen looked at her unconsciously falling tears and suddenly felt a little sad.
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